As I sit here in class.
I observe my friends.
And looking forward to the year.
Coming to an end.
It's gonna be sad.
To say good-bye.
I'll miss everyone.
I know I will cry.
I remember the day.
When I came back.
To be with my friends.
And to get on the right track.
We had so many moments;
Some bad, most great.
I'll always remember the love.
And erase the hate.
I don't wanna say good-bye.
To all my friends.
I don't want this year,
to come to an end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem